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Somehow I'm leading someone else's life, I cut a star down with my knife
And right now I still see the way the moon Plays this tune, Though our lights died.
My hands shake, My knees quake, It's every day, The same way.
Cos then came you. Then there's you. I keep your picture In my worn through shoes.
Then there's you. Then came you. When I'm lost, I look at my picture of you.
And somehow I'll make tonight our own I'll show you every way I've grown
Since I met you
And right now I'll be the girl in your next song I'll learn the parts and play along
If you let me.
My hands shake, My knees quake, It's every day, The same way.
Cos then came you. Then there's you. I keep your picture In my worn through shoes.
Then there's you. Then came you. When I'm lost, I look at my picture of you.
If you let me, I'll show the world to you. Yes, if you let me, I'll know just what to do.
Cos then came you. Then there's you. I keep your picture In my worn through shoes.
When I'm lost, In your eyes
I see a way for me
And right now I still see the way the moon Plays this tune, Though our lights died.
My hands shake, My knees quake, It's every day, The same way.
Cos then came you. Then there's you. I keep your picture In my worn through shoes.
Then there's you. Then came you. When I'm lost, I look at my picture of you.
And somehow I'll make tonight our own I'll show you every way I've grown
Since I met you
And right now I'll be the girl in your next song I'll learn the parts and play along
If you let me.
My hands shake, My knees quake, It's every day, The same way.
Cos then came you. Then there's you. I keep your picture In my worn through shoes.
Then there's you. Then came you. When I'm lost, I look at my picture of you.
If you let me, I'll show the world to you. Yes, if you let me, I'll know just what to do.
Cos then came you. Then there's you. I keep your picture In my worn through shoes.
When I'm lost, In your eyes
I see a way for me
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